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Saturday, May 28, 2011

here i am dear friends...i am at my sister-in-laws house on her computer to write to all of you. my computer got a virus on tuesday morning, may 24th. and i have been down and depressed ever since. i even took teddy one morning and went back to bed. i sure am missing all of you. i should be back up and running by next week and i can't wait. thank you so much for all your kind comments about whiskey sour, teddy and dande. keep thinking GOOD THOUGHTS. hope to be back soon. sending love to you all, kary and teddy xxx

i just sliced up about 2 cups of strawberries and added in a couple stalks of rhubarb...

added one cup of sugar and the juice of one lemon...crushing the berries and rhubarb with a spoon and let it simmer for 8 to 10 minutes...

poured it into a dish and put some in a tiny glass to taste... it's good....

and set it in the sun...i let it go for 2 days...bringing it in at night...the jam gets really clear and just slightly thickened...

i put the jam in my swanky swig juice glasses...covered them with cupcake papers and tied them with string... i have been seeing the cupcake tops on jam around the internet but mom always covered hers with the cupcake papers... if you look real close you can see who got in on the jam making....whiskey sour... this jam keeps for about a week in the fridge and is good on english muffins, toast or scones...or even on ice cream... happy jam making.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

do you see her ? if you look close you can see just the tips of Dande's ears in the basket...it's the kindling basket...and YES...that radio is ancient...i have an ipod...i really do...but i LOVE playing that old radio...

i needlepointed this in high school...and my I LIKE list is pretty much the same today as it was then...

some of my cookbooks....that SILVER PALATE GOOD TIMES on the top of the pile has been worked over but good...it actually is in pieces...

more cookbooks...

the cookbook missing the spine behind the peep is julia child...completely worn off...

my kitchen sink this morning...

memorial day menu at farmhouse kitchen on my chalkboard....

getting a few things out for the memorial day bbq...

looking for inspiration in an old issue of Cottage Style...it's sitting on my old trunk from Vermont...

there he is...... the BIG GUY....whiskey sour in his favorite place....getting his morning sun....in Farmhouse Kitchen

Monday, May 9, 2011

i haven't posted in so long i almost forgot how....i don't know what happened to me...just busy i guess.... or lazy is more like it....anyway we got the birdhouse up...and this morning somebody pecked a hole in the front and moved right in ...

i got these white snowball cosmos the other day and they are really putting on a show...

do you see him...there in the foxglove....they haven't bloomed yet...but Teddy just LOVES his garden...

there he is on his lawn...the little toy used to be a ball...he has shredded that pretty good...

looks like we will have a nice little crop of my seek-no-further apples this year...the little tree is covered in blossoms...Teddy LOVES those apples too.

we have the "mommy and poppy" chairs all set up for SUMMER. we love to sit there and watch Teddy play...

just look at that "show stance"...with the tail up in the "full shrimp curl" as we call it....

that's his favorite spot sunning in the late afternoon in mommy's sweet peas...

as you can see....the sandwiches were a BIG HIT around here...i just simmered a pork shoulder that had been rubbed with a dry rub seasoning...seared it off...filled the pot with beer and beef stock and let is go in the over at 275 for 4 hours. served the sandwiches with the coleslaw...just like octoberfarm....guess who LOVES pulled pork ? Teddy.

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Baby Teddy

Blueberry Pie

Fresh Cherries

Lemon Thumbprint Cookies

4th of July Cupcakes

Plum Pops

Country Living

Summer Berries

Real Simple

From My Garden Today

May 17, 2011

Teddy

My Beautiful Boy

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It Only Takes A Minute

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the night will never stay,the night will still go by,though with a million starsyou pin it to the sky;though you bind it withthe blowing wind, and buckle it with the moon,the night will slip awaylike sorrow or a tune.-eleanor farjeon